The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

Meng Zimo got the milk tea and went back to the nail salon while drinking it.

Chen Yuye called.

"Where is it?" He tapped the table with his fingers, unable to hide the happiness on his face.

Even if he married her, his heart would still be the same as when they were in love.

I always want to be with her from time to time, and I never feel bored no matter what I do with her.

Meng Zimo stopped at the door of the nail salon with milk tea in her hand. "I just took the milk tea back to the nail salon. What's wrong? Are you busy?"

"Well, I missed you, so I asked you."

"We are together every day, are you still afraid that I will disappear?" Meng Zimo took a sip of milk tea and asked sweetly.

"I still feel uneasy even if I watch it every day." This is truly what Chen Yuye really thinks.

"Okay, I'll bring them milk tea and will be back soon."

"Yeah, text me when you get home."

"it is good."

……

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yuye went to a meeting. This time it was a shareholders' meeting, a meeting of Chenqinglin Company, and Chen Yuye was listening in.

During the meeting, Xing Fayi's cell phone kept ringing.

He took out his phone somewhat embarrassedly. Chen Qinglin understood and said, "Answer it!"

When Xing Fayi saw that it was Xing Menghan calling, he picked up the phone without hesitation.

Just two seconds after I answered the phone, I heard Xing Fayi shout, "What?" and then stood up.

After hanging up the phone, I saw that he looked hurried and said, "Lao Chen, something happened at home, this..." This meeting was not big or small.

It's a bit unreasonable for him to leave now.

"If you have something to do at home, go first. There's no rush for the meeting."

"Okay, okay." For the first time, he, a man in his fifties, hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

You can see that the matter is serious.

Due to Xing Fayi's departure, the meeting was temporarily adjourned and moved to tomorrow night.

Xing Fayi left the company and drove home quickly.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Xing Menghan and her mother hugging each other and crying.

Mo Yunhao knelt in front of the coffee table with his head lowered.

"You, you, you, what did you do, ouch." Xing Fayi felt a headache as soon as he entered the door.

One is a distant relative, and the other is his precious daughter.

What would happen if this matter got out?

“I’m sorry, uncle, I…” Mo Yunhao never thought that things would turn out like this.

It's his fault.

When he was drunk, he mistook Xing Menghan for Meng Zimo.

Last night, paralyzed by alcohol, he went crazy again and again, shouting non-stop! "Zi Mo, Zi Mo."

"You beast, what's the point of talking about this after you've already done it?" Xing Fayi wanted to beat him to death on the spot.

Xing Menghan cried and shouted, "Dad." She cried and her eyes were red.

Xing Fayi was so distressed, "Ouch! My dear daughter, you, ouch."

"Dad, what should I do, woooo." Xing Menghan still has Chen Yuye in her heart. They both drank last night, and she mistook him for Chen Yuye.

"Husband, what do you say we should do?" Xing's mother kept wiping her tears. She only has one daughter. How would she face anyone if this matter got out?

Mo Yunhao is a distant relative of Xing's mother, so she couldn't blame him for anything.

"Xiao Hao, marry Hanhan!" Xing Fayi calmed the mother and daughter and sighed heavily.

He continued, "You can also choose to marry into the Xing family. Everything in our Xing family belongs to Hanhan. As long as you treat Hanhan well, I won't care about anything else."

"Uncle, this." Mo Yunhao lowered his head and said ashamedly.

Xing Menghan took her father's hand and said, "Dad, I."

"Don't worry, Dad will do his best for you in the future. Do you like Xiaohao?"

"I." Xing Menghan couldn't say anything. Mo Yunhao was quite handsome, but that was all.

"Okay, Hanhan, think about it carefully. You two are already so old, how can you still do such things?" Xing's mother looked at Mo Yunhao unhappily.

"I'm sorry, Auntie." Mo Yunhao felt deeply sorry for everything he had done.

……

"What's the hurry, Old Xing?"

"I just heard something that seemed to be something at home."

"whats the matter."

"I don't know about that. It seems like a woman was crying."

Gossip in the company is also rampant, with everyone saying their own thing.

After all, such a big meeting was stopped just like that.

In the end, Mo Yunhao and Xing Menghan’s wedding was scheduled for the eighth day of this month.

Xuan Ran was doing a manicure when she received a voice message from Xing Menghan.

"Hello! What's wrong, Xiaohan?" Xuan Ran was wearing Bluetooth headphones.

Meng Zimo was sitting on the sofa waiting for them, while An Yuhan was concentrating on watching her manicure taking shape bit by bit.

"Ah! How could this happen?" Xuan Ran exclaimed.

This news is explosive.

"Then are you doing this voluntarily?" Xuan Ran answered while baking.

An Yuhan next to her was attracted to her. After all, she had a fiancé and was very interested in these gossips.

"What should we do? Are you willing to marry him?" Xuan Ran stretched out her hand and let the clerk continue to help her.

"Then you can choose not to get married. You're not pregnant." Xuan Ran said embarrassedly.

The two of them talked on the phone for an hour, and now it was past two in the afternoon, and An Yuhan's work was ready.

"Does it look good?" She stretched out her hand and showed off in front of Meng Zimo.

"Yeah, it looks good. Everything you do looks good."

"Mo'er, did you eat honey in your mouth? It's so sweet."

"No, I had milk tea."

After Xuan dyed her hair, the three of them went shopping.

An Yuhan couldn't help but ask, "Was that your friend just now?"

"Well, Xing Menghan, you have also seen it."

"Have you seen it?" An Yuhan was puzzled.

"Mo'er has seen her, but you may not have." Xuan Ran thought about it and it seemed that there was no reason for An Yuhan to meet her.

Meng Zimo nodded. She and Xing Menghan seemed to have met each other several times. The girl was pretty.

"She was slept with by a distant relative." Xuan Ran said after taking a sip of milk tea.

"Is it okay for you to tell us this?" An Yuhan was very interested in the gossip.

"You don't have anyone to pass the message to. Aren't there just a few of us coming and going?" Xuan Ran was puzzled.

"Yeah, and then what?" An Yuhan wanted to hear the follow-up.

"We're getting ready to get married."

"You talked like this for an hour."

"What's wrong? No way!"

"Row."

In the end, it was Meng Zimo who suggested going back to play mahjong, and the two women followed Meng Zimo back home.

Fan Wenjuan was called again.

Fan Wenjuan is resting today.

"Ahhh Mo'er, Xiaohan." After Fan Wenjuan took a taxi to Meng Zimo's Maple Forest Bay, she excitedly hugged the people waiting for her at the door.

Xuan Ran and Fan Wenjuan have met several times and they get along very well.

It was not until after seven o'clock in the evening that Meng Zimo ordered takeout, and the group went back only after they had finished eating.

"Xiao Han, please take Xiao Juan home." Meng Zimo watched them get into the car.

Fan Wenjuan originally planned to take a taxi by herself, but Xuan Ran asked in advance that she would take her home, so she didn't refuse.

"Well, my sister-in-law has already said it."

"Drive slowly! Bye." Meng Zimo said caringly as she watched several people get on the car one after another.

"Bye-Bye."